written by: Ingela(saja)
No more, no more, oh please, no more. I had more than I can take.
Time after time you see me break.
There’s no way healing my tortured soul.
My heart’s still beating, but it has a hole.
Needing to turn away, wanting to hide.
But there’s nowhere to go, and I wish that I’d died.
No more, no more, oh please no more. I know without doubt my life is at stake.
My strength, my knowledge, the decisions I make.
Surviving this mess must be my goal,
that’s how far I can think, that is my only role.
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